mumbling to myself aloud, in public. at times it is embarrassing, but it is as it is. I know you're expecting art!
It is here, but interwoven / embedded with cyber residue of life.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
a morning worthy of rolling over and being lulled back to sleep
by the rains' rolling hum on my roof and deeply darkened sky. but alas it's time to get up.
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